For a long while, he was in Darkness. Not alone, there were others here. He could hear them. Muttering and moaning.
Sometimes things would hurt him. After a while he could sense before they would try to hurt him and try to avoid the pain. More often than not he failed and the pain would come.
No! This is not for me, I will get out. For a long while, he toiled upwards. Straining his senses for the changes that would point him in the right direction. Finally his fingers touched something that was not of the Beneath.
The Sun burned but the pain was less than what he had endured below. He climbed up the stairs. A woman screamed!
Reminds me of a creature my brother used to see when he was a kid. He said a creepy man down the stairs always waited for him with its mouth gaping. Of course he was little at the time, but this piece really does make me wonder. This is fantastically done, and I love the composition. I hope you do well in the contest!